Chapter Three

Jason's POV

“Don't fucking tell me that! Your reason does not make any sense for the sales report to drop by one percent! What happened to working hard?” I slammed my hand so hard on the table that the coffee cups shook and almost tipped over.

They looked scared already and that was good. A better reaction.

“I am not paying the lot of you ridiculous amount of money for my sales report to be dropping. I need improvement every single month. We are not the top business in the country for no reason.” I snarled at all of them. They didn't look me in the eye. And that was the best decision they could ever make today. Anyone who tried it will be the one to take the blame for everyone. I feel like firing someone.

“Get out.” I waved my hand at them dismissively. They all scrambled out like I was after their lives.

I rested back in the chair and spun away from the table, watching what was going on below me. From this high, I can see cars coming and going and unnecessary business. Even though I couldn't hear the noise, the thought of it alone gave me a headache.

“That was intense, man,” Kade said from behind me, and I only grumbled in answer.

I hated it when things didn't go my way. And my way is always things going appropriately well. I'm the best for a reason.

“I don't pay them to slack off.” I snorted.

“Yeah yeah. I know. Enough about them. What are you doing tonight?” He asked and I turned to him. He was sitting on the edge of the table, his hands folded in front of him.

“Why do you ask?” I knew what he was going to say, but I wanted to indulge him.

“I have this date tonight and she has a free friend. Would you like to join us?” He asked me and I smirked.

“What do you think?”

“Oh, come on man. Don't be like that.” He whined. He knew the reply to the question he was asking.

“You should know the reply to what you're asking, dear friend,” I said to him, and he snorted.

“Don't give me fake affection. You make me do this every time.” He mumbled to himself. Sometimes, I think he's younger than he is because he behaves like a child.

He's been the only one I considered a friend since forever. Since our university days. I didn't know he kept up with the kind of person that I was but he did. And he deals with all of my moodiness and arrogance.

I don't like women generally. They were all leeches and had bad characters in them. Maybe I'll die alone, but that's not exactly a bad idea though. I thought I could get into a relationship when I was in college, and well, it went as bad as I thought. There is no point in getting into relationships. And they made sure to show the kind of person that they were. Conniving bitches.

Sometimes, when I want to, I have some ladies that I call for relief and they know my rules. No feelings attached and there is no lingering around me.

My mother made me hate the gender entirely. She did a number on me when I was young. I don't want to think about it at all. There was a pang of pain in my head and I winced.

Not now, I thought, holding my head in my hands as I squeezed it together trying to ease the pain.

“Is it coming back?” Kade asked and I nodded a little. I patter my pocket to see if there was a small drug case that I always carried around there, but it was empty.

“Your secretary should be here no?” He asked and I winced again. There was pressure at the back of my eyes, and it felt like my eyes would pop out soon if nothing was done. I should have carried it with me. I knew I fired my last secretary sometime last week, and I was meant to interview them today, but I wasn't available.

There was a knock on the door and I looked up to see Tom. He was an older man who was on the board of directors of my company. He is a nice man, and he doesn't suck up to my shit like everyone else. He does what he is meant to do and always helps me when I need him.

“Jason. You new secretary.” He said and pointed to his back. I was a little confused until a small lady came out from behind him. The pressure behind my eyes reduced and I could see a little.

I took her features in. She looked like a lost rabbit and definitely out of place. She's not like the rest of the women that work here. She's a brunette, and her glasses are nudged up her nose. Most of the ladies here wear contact, probably to avoid looking tacky. But this was a new blood. Her fit was not bad but basic. I can tell from one look at her that she's just a normal girl. She looked like a nerd.

“I took it upon myself to handle your interview this time since you seem to always pick the dumb ones that you fire eventually in less than three months,” Tom said in an attempt to irk me, but I didn't take my eyes off the little kitten in front of me.

Kade snickered, “Tom. Don't do that to him.” He joked slapping the back of my shoulder. I gave him a dirty look and he raised his hand as if in surrender. But he still had this mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Introduce yourself,” Tom said to the girl. Was that what she was expecting? For him to tell her to talk first? If it was another person, they would have done it since.

I mean, it was a privilege to meet me. Not to talk of being around me every time. This one was a different breed. Fresh blood.

“Hum…I'm..my name is Estella. Estella Davis.” Well damn.